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I exchange thought with the clouds.
I hold my breath.
Ahh, it’s just hard shell you can’t see.
Is that where the bottom is? The shadow burns me.
Ahh, I just want to keep forgetting.
Slip your desires into the ant’s nest.
Come now, all you have to do now is be reborn again.
Let tomorrow sleep and peacefulness will turn to you.
Free yourself and go with your razor sharp emotions.
Even the twisted flow is the proof that you’re alive.
I invite the tearfully-indulging tomorrow.
The inculcated Dogra Magra.
The pain of the mark ,and the one and only personality.
And those colorful eyes all decorated. I don’t want them anymore.
Is hypocrisy going to come and take it away?
The lonely red stage at night.
I dedicate the following to the aspiring leading actor.
That’s where the truth is.
The small corner of mhy un-cheatable heart says “ I still want to be here”.
Who can’t we forgive?
I let them hear my cold voice.
And I swear.
I will live with my work. I scream with this body of flesh that separates heaven and hell.
I carve the sins. What will be the proof of my existence if it disappears with the wind?
“I’ve stared at the strong shining moon long enough to be bored.
Can’t even turn myself into a werewolf.
But just enough to become crazy by the darkness.
I want to suck the neck.
The emptiness of the remains.
I won’t let you sleep.
At the age where you just want attention… tonight, I might go crazy for you.”
Everyone want to reach out their hand and grab happiness.
But they just end up becoming the monster that lies deep in darkness.
The end has already come to life.
It will take form at zero and will crawl back into the uterus and rot.
Every time this happens, your faces crumble.
No on e wants to talk about the truth that hurts the ear.
The suppressed minds.
Compensate the sins and let life be gone.
The emptiness of the antithesis.
Becomes the choking and crying land.
Bury the bones in the common land immersed in thesis.
Be burdened by depression.
The gritty tsunami takes me away and I sile with bitter tears.
Couldn’t understand the value of things.
The hanging of the necks at the 13 stairs.
Seeing people becoming friendly while clapping hands.
That mixes in with sissy thoughts and hurts others.
Seeing you like this, it’s just too sad.
Splash of blood.
Squashing basic instincts.
Talk about death.
I will live with my work. I scream with this body of flesh that separates heaven and hell.
I carve the sins. What will be the proof of my existence if it disappears with the wind?
No on e wants to talk about the truth that hurts the ear.
The suppressed minds.
Compensate the sins and let life be gone.
Is it a sin for me to live because I am evil?
VINUSHKA - Dir en grey
Abortion is wrong
Month One
Mommy,
I am only 4 inches long,
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two
Mommy,
Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me,
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home, though.
It is so nice and warm in here.
Month Three
You know what, Mommy?
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad, too,
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.
Month Four
Mommy,
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine,
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it, too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby, Mommy... your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?
Month Six
I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!
Month Seven
Mommy,
I am okay.
I am in Jesus' arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me, Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
If you're against abortion, put this in your profile
Even though I don't believe in a God or Jesus, I still believe Abortion is wrong. It's just like murdering another person, but they give it another name to make people feel better about it.
Okay, this is the only time I'm going to say this, I'M TAKEN! And I know that it took a while to do this. I'm kinda crazy, but I know how to have fun and not annoy anyone. want to know more, just PM me.
I hate emos. Don't come to me with your emoness. I will b***h slap you all the way to my ignored list if you do.
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